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Chapter 157 To take first place

 "Gu Zheng, why are you still laughing?"

Mumu was even more confused. She was so angry when she watched the video. She didn't expect that the two parties involved were calmer than the other. Wang Dong didn't react at all, but Gu Zheng was still laughing there.

"Tell me, what's the best way to deal with people who tell lies?"

Gu Zheng still had a smile on his face. Originally, he didn't think about getting a good ranking this time. He just wanted to let him enter the finals and let the ten people eat the shredded chicken noodle soup he made and complete the test. Now someone is provoking,

It also ignited his fighting spirit.

"What is it?" Mumu asked again.

"It's very simple. Let him witness it with his own eyes. What he said is fart!"

Gu Zheng smiled again. Under the gaze of Mu Mu's big eyes, Gu Zheng returned to his room. What Sun Er makes at home is chicken blood soup, and what he is good at is chicken blood soup. But if Gu Zheng's chicken blood soup tastes better than

What about his?

Let him witness with his own eyes that what he is most proud of is not as good as others. This is the best punishment for him.

"Sister Mu, you have to believe in Brother Gu!"

Wang Dong comforted Mumu and went back to the room, leaving Mumu to be silly. Only then did she realize that she was making a fuss out of a molehill. The two parties involved really had nothing to do and didn't care at all. On the contrary, she was the one who made a fuss.

Looks filled with indignation.

The third venue where the finals are held is located in the suburbs of Hangzhou and has very convenient transportation.

In the past few days, Gu Zheng had always taken a taxi when going out. When the three of them took a taxi to the venue, the front of the venue was already full of people. There were two to three thousand people in the crowd.

"Gu Zheng is coming!"

"Come on Gu Zheng!"

"Gu Zheng, you must continue to win and get into the top ten!"

"That Sun Er is just a fool, don't pay attention to him!"

"That's right, Gu Zheng, we believe in you!"

Most of the two to three thousand people were shouting, and they were all shouting Gu Zheng's name. Some of them were chefs who had been eliminated in previous auditions, and some simply loved food and were paying attention to this competition.

People who have been on this official forum, even though they have not eaten Gu Zheng’s omelette after a few days of competition, their attitude towards Gu Zheng has completely changed, from initial doubts to now firm support.

Both the participating chefs and those who are paying attention are well aware that this audition is not easy. There were more than 5,000 people, and in the finals, only one person was left.

After a few days of companionship, everyone is the same, I hope Gu Zheng can win, I hope Gu Zheng can achieve good results.

Because of this, they come here to cheer for the ancient struggle and cheer up the ancient struggle.

Dozens of banners were all pulled up in an instant, like dozens of long red dragons, suddenly flying in the air. Among the thousands of people, there was an extra patch of red. No matter who it was, everyone would look back, with shock in their eyes.

Without exception, the banners were full of words in support of Gu Zheng. People who didn't understand what was going on were asking people around. There were also guests or judges who came to compete, all shaking their heads secretly.

After learning that there were more than 5,000 auditions, only one person advanced to the finals. The judges and guests were very sad.

Nowadays, most influential food competitions adopt an invitation system. Unless, like Hangzhou, you want to expand your influence and it is your first time, you will open auditions.

But no matter how you let it go, there are still very few people who can advance to the finals. This time there is only one, and there have been cases where there was no one before.

The more this happens, the fewer auditions there will be for food competitions in the future. It is possible that in the end, no competition will ever adopt this threshold-free registration method. If grassroots chefs want to get ahead, they can only be recommended or invited.

It becomes more difficult to get ahead.

"Thank you, thank you everyone!"

Gu Zheng was talking as he walked, and when he reached the gate entering the venue, he suddenly stopped, turned around, and looked at the dense crowd outside.

Seeing Gu Zheng turn around, the tsunami-like sound of support immediately weakened a lot, making the security guard at the door relax a little. People without invitations will not be able to enter today's venue. None of these people have invitations. If they attack the venue together

If so, just relying on their dozen or so security guards with thin arms and thin legs, they couldn't stop him at all.

If that happens, something big will happen.

Looking at the people outside, Gu Zheng's heart seemed to be touched. He suddenly understood that he was no longer alone. He still carried many people's expectations and wishes with him.

He has never paid attention to this competition. The competition is not important to him. He comes to participate just to complete the task, so he makes omelette every time he competes, because the omelette is enough for him to enter the finals.

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He has never attached importance to ranking. His goal is just to enter the finals, and it is enough to reach the finals.

But now, his idea suddenly changed, not only because of Qi Ling's promise yesterday, but also because of the more than two thousand and tens of thousands of people who still support him online. Gu Zheng has never found that there are so many people supporting him.

It feels so good, and the support of so many people is like a drop of warmth flowing into his heart.

No matter why they support him, Gu Zheng doesn't want to let them down. He has to work hard and get better results to repay their support.

"Don't worry, I have only one goal today, which is to be number one!"

Gu Zheng raised his head and pointed his finger at the sky. It became quieter outside, but soon, more than two thousand people raised their hands and shouted loudly and wildly.

"First!"

"First!"

"First!"

This is the first time Gu Zheng has expressed his stance. No one expected that as soon as he expressed his stance, he actually dropped a bomb. Gu Zheng’s goal was not to keep the top ten, but to be number one. This made the people outside even crazier.

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If Gu Zheng can get the first place, the meaning will naturally be different. Who dares to say that they are grassroots? Who dares to say that they are not good? They are not good, but the people among them finally got the first place. You celebrity chefs are amazing.

, but they must all be ranked behind the first.

Gu Zheng clenched his fists, said nothing, and turned around to enter the venue. Wang Dong was a little excited. Wang Dong was young, but he was not stupid. In fact, he had discovered these days that Gu Zheng was not that serious about the competition.

In other words, Gu Zheng did not fully exert his strength in the game.

This made him puzzled and admired him even more. A person who did not give full play to his strength had won first place in several games in a row. Even if he made it to the finals, his results were not bad. If he really fully released himself and expressed his

With all the strength, how strong will it become.

At this moment, Wang Dong suddenly became very excited.

"We want to watch the live broadcast!"

"We want to watch the live broadcast!"

"Yes, we want to watch the live broadcast!"

More than two thousand people didn't want to leave, but they couldn't see the situation inside from the outside. Someone suddenly shouted, and more people followed suit, making the security guard at the door nervous.

There was a TV station broadcasting the competition today, but there was no TV here. After urgent discussions, the organizing committee decided to temporarily transfer two projectors and use a large screen to broadcast the live broadcast. After receiving the news from the organizing committee, the people at the scene immediately became quiet.

Some people began to find ways to find small chairs, while others simply sat on the floor and waited to watch the live broadcast.

Stay at the door and watch the live broadcast, waiting for the triumph of the ancient battle.


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